Adrian’s alarm went off at six. Six in the morning. Honestly, no one normal should even exist at that hour. I groaned into the pillow and tried to pretend I was still asleep, but that buzzing was impossible to ignore.
He was already up, moving around the room the way only Adrian could, quiet, efficient, like he’d trained himself not to disturb anyone. Too late. My eyes were already open.
He glanced at me. “Sorry. Go back to sleep. Early meeting.”
Yeah, sure. As if I could just switch myself off again after that. I pushed myself upright, hair sticking everywhere, brain still foggy. I was also trying real hard not to think about the dream I’d just had. One of those vivid ones. His hands on me, close, too close. Rules thrown out the window.
“What time will you be back?” My voice was scrat
